This morning brought another exciting day of coxing.
Weird numbers meant we took out an eight and the new four and a few people stayed inside. I volunteered to stay in or cox since I wasn't feeling stellar and wound up coxing the new four.
The new four:
Someone from our team conned someone into donating the money to purchase a new four. Since the lobbying came from our team, we get to use the boat.
One caveat: Either it's rigged super high, or the gunnels are really low. Either way, there's not a lot of freeboard. It's like being on a very unstable see-saw.
On top of this, for some reason, our coach put our 230 pound power house at stroke, and a lightweight at 3 seat. So every stroke the boat flip-flopped with the weight shift.
This morning was the first time since I learned to row that I thought that we might flip.
We got waked by our coach twice and by the cops majorly once as they were speeding through a no wake zone to get to National harbor.
When you get waked, good physics says to keep going, and to try to be perpendicular to the wake. I did my part, the ladies did theirs, and we all stayed dry.